The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 219 Long time no see
Ulsan.

God knife door.

In the small courtyard of the Furong Sword Sect, the light in one room was still on, and the candlelight was flickering, reflecting a beautiful figure, who was sitting at the table with her elbows in meditation, motionless, as if she had maintained this position for a long time.

Outside the window, a ragged figure was hiding in the dark, observing the beautiful figure in the room from a small hole, without making a sound.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

The ragged figure hiding in the corner disappeared in a flash.

Two women in Tsing Yi holding long swords walked quickly from outside the courtyard and came to the door of this room.

"Miss."

A woman in Tsing Yi lowered her head and shouted respectfully towards the door.

Qianying in the room seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and after adjusting her posture, she slowly opened her mouth.

"come in."

The voice is a little sad, and it seems to have a little expectation.

After hearing the reply, the two women in Tsing Yi opened the door and walked in slowly, saluting respectfully.

"How about it?"

Qianying seemed to be impatient to ask.

"Miss Hui, we checked all the sects up the mountain, but we didn't find him. We also searched all around the Divine Sword Gate, but we didn't find any trace of him. It seems that he didn't come this time."

A woman in Tsing Yi looked at Qianying and said slowly.

After hearing the answer, the trace of anticipation on Qianying's face disappeared instantly, her expression was lonely, she seemed a little disappointed and depressed.

After seeing Qianying's expression and reaction, the two women in Tsing Yi looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and the other woman in Tsing Yi also spoke.

"Miss, you can't keep thinking about him anymore. You are not the same people. If you are discovered, you will be killed."

The woman in Tsing Yi reminded in a low voice.

"Okay, go down, I want to be alone."

Qianying's complexion changed, and she issued an order to evict the guest.

"Miss, do you really like him?"

The woman in Tsing Yi persisted and asked.

"Enough! I don't have to worry about my own affairs! Get out!"

Qianying seemed to be angry, she spoke stiffly, her face darkened.

The two women in Tsing Yi shook their heads, saluted, turned and walked out, but halfway through, one of the women in Tsing Yi stopped and turned to look at Qianying.

"Someone saw him in Mochiwol Town at the foot of Ulsan."

After finishing speaking, the woman in Tsing Yi turned around and continued walking outside.

The two women in Tsing Yi closed the door and left slowly.He walked quickly into his room.Turning on and turning off the lights, the intervals are very short, and I fell asleep soon, looking like I was exhausted.

After hearing the last words of the woman in Tsing Yi, Qian Ying, who was sitting in the room, showed a smile on her face, and under the smile was a trace of suppressed expectation, muttering to herself.

"Wangyue Town? Is he really here? Will he come to the martial arts conference tomorrow? He will definitely come. How has he ever been afraid of such a scene?"

As Qianying spoke, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

But at this moment, the smile on Qianying's face suddenly disappeared, and she turned her head to look at a corner outside the window, her face sank instantly.

"Who?!"

Qianying asked coldly.

At this moment, there was candlelight, and a figure appeared in front of the window.

The person who came seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he did not run away, but walked slowly to the door, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

Qianying frowned instantly, looking at the ragged stranger in front of her, with a hint of doubt on her face, and a murderous look flashed through her eyes instantly.

a beggar.

"Who are you!?"

Qianying stared at the beggar standing at the door and asked coldly.

"Long time no see, Master of the Bliss Sect."

The beggar standing at the door showed a half-smile expression on his face, staring at Qianying sitting in the room, and said lightly.

Qianying is none other than the former head of the Bliss Sect, Nangong Wushuang.

Hearing this question, Nangong Wushuang was shocked and stunned.

The familiar voice and tone made her suddenly feel a little dazed, and then suddenly realized.

"It's you?!"

Nangong Wushuang suddenly stood up from the chair, looked at the beggar at the door in surprise, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The beggar looked around, stepped into the room hastily, and closed the door behind him.

Nangong Wushuang's voice was too loud.

"I didn't expect that the famous Tianmen Sect Master would dress himself up as a disheveled beggar in order to sneak into the Shendao Sect."

Nangong Wushuang smiled, looked at the beggar in front of him, and said sarcastically, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

This ragged beggar was none other than Xiao Jun, that is, the young beggar who lied during the day that he was separated from the beggar gang and argued with the disciples of the Shendaomen at the mountain gate at night.

"If I came in openly, I'm afraid tomorrow's martial arts conference will not be held long ago, right?"

Xiao Jun twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

Nangong Wushuang smiled, but didn't speak, as if he was still immersed in the joy.However, she seemed to understand Xiao Jun's words very well. If the Holy Lord of Tianmen really came to Shendaomen openly, blood would already be flowing here. What kind of martial arts conference would be held here.

"When did you become a member of the Furong Sword Sect? At most, I was just pretending to be someone from another sect. The master of Nangong Sect was lucky enough to create a fake sect. A fake sect can actually receive hero invitations. It seems You have a lot to do with this magic sword sect."

Xiao Jun stared at Nangong Wushuang's eyes and said calmly.

After hearing Xiao Jun's words, Nangong Wushuang frowned, hesitated, and did not speak.

"Are you here to watch the excitement, or do you also want to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts? Or are you here on behalf of the Longevity Gate and want to do something at tomorrow's martial arts conference?"

Xiao Jun stared at Nangong Wushuang and asked again.

"Don't ask, I advise you to leave here tonight, and don't show up at tomorrow's martial arts conference."

Nangong Wushuang looked at Xiao Jun, shook his head, and said with struggling eyes.

"It seems that I guessed it right, you are not the only one from the Longevity Gate."

Xiao Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, revealed a sneer, and said lightly.

"I sincerely advise you to leave quickly!"

Nangong Wushuang said anxiously, his voice raised again.

"Let me also advise you, don't go on stage tomorrow."

Xiao Jun stared at Nangong Wushuang and said hesitantly.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside again.

"Miss, are you okay? Is there someone in there?"

Soon, voices came from outside the door.

Xiao Jun dodged and hid behind a screen.

"No."

Nangong Wushuang glanced at Xiao Jun, and said in a deep voice towards the door.

"But we seem to have heard voices. You'd better let us go in and take a look."

The voice at the door persisted.

Nangong Wushuang frowned, got up and walked to the door, and gently opened the door.

"I said it, no one, I was talking to myself."

Nangong Wushuang looked at the women in Tsing Yi standing at the door, and said coldly, his face darkened.

Several women in Tsing Yi glanced into the room, hesitated for a moment, saluted, and left slowly.

Nangong Wushuang hastily closed the door, returned to the room, and wanted to find Xiao Jun, but found that Xiao Jun who was hiding behind the screen had long since disappeared, and a window in the corner was opened by someone, leaving behind a gap.

Nangong Wushuang looked at the window, lost in thought, and looked lonely again.

(End of this chapter)